From Savages to Sandwiches
When Hayden was a baby I adamantly adhered to the “no TV before two” rule. He did not watch TV, and we were very careful about not having the TV on when he was in the room.
Once he turned two? It was game-on.
And then we moved on to other shows because twenty minutes was not long enough. I needed more screen time.
Sean the Sheep Marathons.
Full-length movies like Cars and Robin Hood (The original cartoon, of course. Which, By the way, is hilarious. Dial it up!)
I am still picky about what he watches. I overrule a lot of stuff because I think it’s tacky, I find the characters to be crass, or it just plain annoys me.
But we have reached a plateau. Hayden has watched Cars and Robin Hood so many times that he could quote those movies in his sleep. And I think he sometimes does.
So the other day when I really wanted to finish scrubbing the previous owners glue off of the brick fireplace and he turned his nose up at the old standbys? I let him choose a movie from The Drawer. Where we keep all of the
adult videos grown-up movies and kids movies that are too old for him.
His first choice was Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride (don’t as me why we have that- it’s still in the cellophane wrapper), but I said Negative because I was afraid it might s-c-a-r-e him. Hell, the character in the front looked scary enough to me.
We settled on Pocahontas.
Cute forest animals on the front.
How bad could it be?
If I had actually seen it before I would know, but since it, too, was still in the cellophane… (where do these DVDs come from?)
He watched it.
He didn’t ask to turn it off (which he has done before).
He didn’t seem to be harmed in any way.
But I knew the story was way over his head, and this was confirmed the next day when I heard him singing, “Sandwiches! Sandwiches!”
Hayden, what’s that song?
(because I know you all are just dying to rent Pocahontas)
In the movie the Europeans sing a nasty song about Pocahontas and her people in which the chorus goes, “Savages! Savages!”
And their voices and faces are filled with hatred.
Yes, I know. A sad reality.
But from Hayden’s perspective?
Somebody had better get those people the right sandwiches or somebody’s really going to get hurt!
I think it’s time for his first American history lesson.